[one-shot][Ohmiya] Strawberry Jam

[kailice]

Title: Strawberry Jam (or Questioning the Big Answers)
Pairing: Ohmiya
Rating: (light) R
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Aiba’s not the only one who likes to experiment. Sequel (of sorts) to Answering the Big Questions
Notes: ...I apologize in advance? You should probably read Answering the Big Questions before reading this. Or you could just read

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[kailice]

It never failed to amaze how high Sho's voice could go when screeching.

"FIRE! SPARKS AND BOOM AND FIRE!"

"Maybe we should've stuck to the hamburgers," Jun murmured, fanning the smoke away with his hand.

Aiba scratched his chin thoughtfully. "We've reached an unexpected hypothesis! Naga-nii's manliness is so great that not even a super advanced robot can compute it!"

"That's a conclusion, not a hypothesis," Nino said, rolling his eyes. "Sho needs to stop teaching you words. And was it really that unexpected?"

Nino turned to smirk gleefully at Ohno, but Ohno was staring at Nagase, mouth dropped in total awe. "How do you make your chopsticks sparkle like that?"

Nagase shrugged. "It comes naturally," he said simply, slurping up more noodles.

"AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO SEES THE FIRE?"

"It's only a little fire!" Aiba chirped. "It's nowhere near as big as the one when the Gaydar-version 1.0 exploded when we retested Nino with his hand in Ohno's pants."

"Does that mean the level of gay from Ohmiya is greater than the level of manliness from Naga-nii?"

"STOP CALLING ME NAGA-NII."

"It means our love burns brighter and hotter than anything else in the world!" Nino sang.

"Oi, I'm still hungry. Can I use your fire to boil some more water to make more noodles?"

Ohno smiled brightly. "Can I have some?"

"No."

Ohno's face fell. Nino patted his back while Aiba consoled, "He won't let anyone, Leader. He says they're too manly for us."

"FIRE IS STILL HERE! WHY IS FIRE STILL HERE?"

"Don't worry, Oh-chan! If you're hungry, I think we still have some jam at home."

Jun gagged while Ohmiya skipped off, before grinning again and turning to Aiba. "So how long do you think it will take Nino to figure out that you actually did use his DS for your now-exploded-robot?"

Aiba chuckled nervously-

"AIBA I AM GOING TO KILL YOU, SELL YOUR SOUL ON THE BLACK MARKET, RESURRECT YOU SO I CAN KILL YOU AGAIN..."

-then spun around, sprinting down the hall.

Jun dodged Nino as he darted by, then turned to a confused-looking Ohno. "C'mon, Leader, let's go get some nonmanly ramen."

Sho stared at his bandmates while they left, then glanced down at the smoldering microwave and melting DS. The flames looked under control, at least. He looked back up at Nagase. "Uh, there's a fire," he tried weakly.

"Well, duh," Naga-nii huffed. He was already digging his sparkly chopsticks into his second cup of noodles. "Noodles made from manly fires are the best. Are you an idiot?"

Sho blinked, sighed, and trudged down the hall in defeat.

Naga-nii slurped up his noodles happily.

[daisuki_dkzen]

ROFL!! i totally LOVE Naga-nii interaction! of course he could make sparkly chopsticks look manly. only naga-nii has the ability to do so! LOL!!

poor sho has probably lost his sanity by now. *pets sho on the head* *teehee*

[kailice]

It's actually his manliness that MAKES the chopsticks sparkle D: Manly sparkles, of course.

(it's from an ad that Nagase did! Shota has scans here!)

Poor, poor Sho and his crazy bandmates. *pat pat*

[daisuki_dkzen]

oh gawd! thats such an awesome ad!! LOL!! naga-nii, you are one of a kind! <3<3

[kailice]

He is seriously amazing <333 You can expect more cameos from Naga-nii in other stories, because really, I can't NOT include him anymore XD

[floweranza]

I GIVE MY FULL APPRECIATION TO BOTH THIS FIC AND THIS AFTER-FIC.



omfg this is lovely. XD Seriously, Nagase, how are you so manly - and Ohmiya - well... that's not even worth asking.

Thank you for sharing~! :D

[kailice]

WOOHOO, THREE THUMBS UP :D I CAN FEEL THE APPRECIATION.

Aiba was hoping to use the robot to figure out how Nagase could be so manly, but not even the robot could stand Naga-nii's sparkly chopsticks and noodles of manliness. And Ohmiya- well, that one's obvious, isn't it? XD

Thanks for reading! <333

[shotaphile]

sjahfdkfshsdf I love that all I have to do is mention the chopsticks and you attack me with commentfic. Just what exactly have I done to be surrounded with so many amazing people?

Sho's life is so beautiful and Naga-nii/manly noodles is the new OTP, OKAY?

[kailice]

I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED D: Naga-nii's sparkly chopsticks inspired me or something. I clicked the reply button innocently, then it just appeared there D: D: D:
It's because you're so amazing yourself, darling <333

Sho thinks his life is a little too beautiful sometimes. And Naga-nii/manly noodles is right up there with Ohmiya as my OTP. I have a feeling it's going to show up in almost all of my fics from now on.

[shotaphile]

THEY ARE VERY INSPIRING.
S-shut up. I didn't even manage to finish my Ohmiya entry, so I had to cut parts of it out and just submit the first part (I'll finish it later, of course, I hate leaving text unused like that).

We should totally see how many we can fit him into. I bet I can get them into the Shiba Nino fic. And, uhhhh, Sky Pirates?

(D: I just realized exactly how few canon Arashi fic I have. Like, half of my documents are Drama stuff.)

[kailice]

I think what you meant to say is that you're so amazing that you had to cut parts because the world couldn't handle it all at once.

Haha, we should. It's an OTP that fits in almost anywhere, in any genre! D:

(lol XD Most of my fic ideas are AU or something, but I've only ever posted canon - or at least, things like this)

[shotaphile]

Riiiiiiiiiiiggghhttt. >.> That's totally what I meant.

._. I'm a little sad Naga-nii's chapter in Angel Mine is already done. I totally could have fit in a line about noodles, I'm sure of it. Shiba Nino is totally going to steal some of them though, I know that much.

(I post everything because I am an attention whore and like comments :D :D :D)

This is why you shouldn't try writing ten years in two days D: D: D:

[shotaphile]

2000

Later, it comes as a bit of a shock to him to learn that he wasn’t the only one who never wanted to debut. Nino’s got this insane obsession with baseball, he finds, that leads to him dragging Ohno outside to play catch in the rain during recording breaks, which eventually leads to the both of them getting sick, just like Ohno said it would.

Ohno doesn’t even like baseball.

What he does like is the way Nino will bat his eyes when he says ‘Oh-chan, come play.’ How he’ll laugh when Ohno makes a particularly awkward dive to catch the ball, the sound high and thin and utterly delighted; cuddling on the couch under about twenty different blankets, poking at little scrapes and bruises that makeup is probably going to yell at them for later and sneezing into each other’s hair.

Sho sets aside his textbooks long enough one day to sit down with Ohno and have a serious talk about responsibility and maturity and ‘if you ever hurt him-‘ that sort of reminds Ohno of an over cautious father’s concern for his only daughter’s virtue.

It’s sort of funny in the way that Nino would probably kill the both of them if he ever heard them talking like that.

It’s also what gives Ohno the first indication of exactly what ‘this’ may be between him and Nino.

~*~

Sakurai was going to quit with Nino. Ohno’s glad he -they - didn’t. But he still worries.

It’s finals time at Keio and Sakurai is looking a bit more worn around the edges than usual. Everyone’s moving sort of softly, tip toeing, waiting for him to snap and either quit college or quit Arashi, but he hasn’t done either yet and at this point Ohno honestly doesn’t expect him to. Sakurai is much stronger than he lets on.

‘Are there any mizuhiki for studying?’ Nino asks, blinking widely and pointed chin digging into Ohno’s shoulder, winding a bit of yellow string idly around his index finger in a tiny spiral curl. ‘Or for sound sleep, maybe?’

Ohno stares quietly at the top of his head, thoughtful.

‘What?’ Nino says, eyes narrowed.

Ohno smiles. ‘Nothing. It’s just how you two try and act like you aren’t both madly in love with each other.’

‘I’m not-‘

‘There are all sorts of different kinds of love.’ Ohno reminds him, ruffling his hair. ‘I’m sure we can find something that’ll work.’

Nino makes this grumpy little sound and sinks deeper into the cushions of the couch, burying his red face in Ohno’s side. Ohno can feel the vibrations of a ‘thank you’ against his rib cage.

~*~

‘Maybe I should just drug his tea.’ Nino says later, scowling, lap full of bits of brightly colored string and tube of glue set beside him.
Ohno fails to suppress a grin.

Re: This is why you shouldn't try writing ten years in two days D: D: D:

[shotaphile]

2001

Ohno’s mouth feels like he’s been chewing on cotton. Tastes like that cotton’s been he doesn’t really want to know where. There’s a damp cloth over his eyes and Nino’s soft, familiar presence beside him on the futon. Ohno edges closer to the warmth radiating from the younger boy, cheek resting against the gentle swell of his hipbone and winces.

The steady click of Nino’s metal threading tool explodes like fireworks behind his eyes.

Nino’s voice is soft and even, but there’s something fierce and unyielding behind his words. ‘There’s some water on the floor next to you. Drink it and go back to sleep. And I hope you’ve learned your lesson about drinking to excess, because the next time I won’t be there to haul your drunken ass home.’

Ohno rolls over onto his side and the wash cloth slides off with a slick, heavy sound. He eyes the water glass suspiciously. ‘What did I do?’

‘Nothing.’ Nino says in a clipped tone as he gathers his things and climbs unsteadily to his feet. The door slamming - Ohno’s not ashamed to admit it, he cried a little bit then - behind him as he leaves is a pretty good indication that that’s a lie.

He takes little sips of the water and tries to remember.

Nino’s lips tasted like ginger.

Re: This is why you shouldn't try writing ten years in two days D: D: D:

[shotaphile]

2002

‘Aiba’s an idiot.’ Nino proclaims with the utmost certainty, kicking his feet into Ohno’s lap.

Ohno eases his magazine out from under him and turns the page. ‘You can’t blame him for his lungs.’ Ohno says serenely. ‘It’s not as if he asked for it to happen. At least,’ he amends, ‘I don’t think he did. Be a pretty silly thing to wish for in any case.’

Nino makes a discontent noise in the back of his throat. ‘Not that. The apologizing thing. If he does it again, I swear I’ll do something painful and embarrassing to him at the next concert.’ He takes out some string to occupy his hands with.

‘Like pantsing?’

A dismissive hand gesture. ‘I do that anyway. Something worse.’

Ohno chews on his bottom lips. ‘What if you pulled down his underwear too?’

‘Illegal.’

‘Oh.’

‘Guys.’ Aiba pleads, tugging Nino fully onto the bed and mostly onto his lap. ‘Could you please stop talking about me like I’m not here?’

Nino settles into the hold easily enough, hands never stopping their slow, repetitive motion. He wriggles his hips slightly. ‘Hmmmm?’ He sighs, lilting. ‘That’s strange, Taka, did you hear something?’

‘Just my heart going dokidoki for you, Yuutan~’ Ohno beams idly, turning another page.

‘Nino, what did I tell you about the hip thing? What did Sho tell you about the hip thing. Guys, who’re Taka and Yuutan? Is this something for the next concert? It’s it something that’s going to make Matsujun angry? I’m hungry, when’s lunch?’

Nino squirms with malicious intent. ‘Masaki eats so much.’ He says, eyes narrowed. ‘I think we’ll have to start budgeting his meals, Takkun, we’re not made of money after all.’ Says the boy who has never once paid for his own food.

Ohno looks up from the magazine’s glossy pages. He blinks. “Na, Yuuji, I don’t think that’s how you do mizuhiki.’

‘Hm?’ Nino winds another length of purple loosely around Aiba’s wrists.

‘That’s okay.’ Aiba says. ‘I like it when Nino ties me up.’

There’s a moment of sudden and absolute silence.

‘Aiba’s got a boner!’ Nino shrieks, and vaults from the bed and into Ohno’s waiting arms.

‘I warned you about the hip thing.’ Aiba says matter of fact.

Nino sobs fitfully into Ohno’s shoulder. ‘Poor thing.’ Ohno coos, patting him on the head. ‘Now you’ll never be able to wear white at your wedding.’ Nino cries harder.

Re: This is why you shouldn't try writing ten years in two days D: D: D:

[kailice]

STOP POSTING AWESOME THINGS IN MY THREAD, YOU'RE MAKING ME LOOK BAD D:
askgsnjgkn just kidding ILU and please never leave me ♥

I don't know where to start XD The Mama!Sho and the Nino taking care of drunk!Ohno and the Ohmiya SK and the Aiba and the violated!Nino XDDD